After experiencing many strange things, Mao Sandao's nervous system became more and more sensitive.
"There's no sound."
Jiao Qiu'er's heart was also lifted up. He held his breath and listened carefully to what Mao Sandao said.
Mao Sandao also listened for a while with his ears perked up, and the knocking sound just now did not appear again.
Could it be,
Did you hear wrong?
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The voice sounded again.
This time, Jiao Qiu'er also heard it. He quickly picked up the chair under his buttocks and held it in front of his chest, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"What's the noise? It's so... so scary at night!" Jiao Qiu'er grabbed the chair with one hand, and grabbed Mao Sandao's arm with the other.
He was really scared.
Mao Sandao was also nervous, especially after experiencing Uncle Ji's incident. He felt that many things could not be explained by a reasonable scientific theory.
After all, some things have been verified by him with his own eyes.
So at this moment, Mao Sandao also grabbed a stool and scanned the surroundings with his eyes.
"Meow……!"
Suddenly, a gleaming black shadow jumped out from the bottom of Grandpa's coffin, and passed under Jiao Qiu'er's crotch.
"What... what the hell! That thing got into my crotch just now!" Jiao Qiu'er's face was so frightened that he took several steps back.
The black shadow jumped directly onto the wall and sat upright in the corner.
Only then did Mao Sandao and Jiao Qiuer see clearly that the person sitting on the wall was a black cat.
In the dark night, the black cat's bright and translucent eyes were staring at Mao Sandao and Jiao Qiu'er, which was chilling.
"Meow……"
Don't forget to call out.
"Ah...!!! Beast!"
This kind of contradictory person is afraid to the extreme, and sometimes he often does some extraordinary things.
For example, when walking alone at a cemetery in the middle of the night and encountering "abnormal" movement, he will unconsciously speak loudly and sing to drive away the fear in his heart. Or run away in a panic and tirelessly.
What's more, when being pranked (pretending to be a ghost) and suddenly frightened, some people will go crazy and raise their fists and beat the prankster until death regardless of the consequences.
Therefore, when a person's fear reaches a certain level, the brain will lose its rationality and the body will no longer be under any control.
At this time, Jiao Qiu'er's face turned livid, and his facial muscles were almost distorted. He yelled like a demon and rushed forward like a mad cow, holding the chair in his hand and throwing it at the black cat.
Bang!
The chair perfectly avoided the black cat and hit the wall, causing a piece of skin to fall off.
"Meow……!!!"
The black cat was frightened and turned over with the help of its hind legs.
Jiao Qiu'er didn't seem to want to give up. He picked up the chair on the ground and climbed up the wall without hesitation, preparing to climb over.
From the look on his face, it seemed as if he would not give up until the black cat was put to death...
"Okay, stop chasing him!" Mao Sandao quickly stepped forward and grabbed one of Jiao Qiu'er's legs and dragged him down, "It's just a cat."
The Jiao Qiu'er who was pulled down seemed to have lost his soul, and it took a long time for him to return to his original state.
If he hadn't been caught in time just now, he would have chased the black cat over the wall and disappeared without a trace.
Mao Sandao returned to his original position and sat down. Suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, and felt nervous for no reason.
Looking up at the sky, there were dark clouds, and there seemed to be blood seeping between the clouds.
Mao Sandao's inner tension gradually intensified, and he stared at his grandfather's coffin without leaving.
"Did you find any problem?" Looking at Mao Sandao's solemn look, Jiao Qiu'er's heart, which had just relaxed, became tense again.
Mao Sandao usually behaves calmly and calmly even if the sky falls, but his behavior at this time was extremely abnormal.
There must be something going on!
Mao Sandao kept staring at the coffin, and Jiao Qiu'er also looked over in confusion.
Could it be...that something is wrong with grandpa?
"Hey, talk, why are you always staring at the coffin?" The more Mao Sandao remained silent, the more uneasy Jiao Qiu'er felt.
"Dark clouds are pressing down on the head, and the gloomy energy is lingering. If a black cat crosses the coffin, there will be disaster. No, it may be a fake corpse!" Mao Sandao seemed to be talking to himself.
Mao Sandao also heard from fellow villagers about this matter. It is said that cats have nine lives and can channel spirits. If a cat passes by after death, the deceased can feel its call and borrow life from the cat to resurrect. This is what is often said. The fake corpse.
Mao Sandao didn't think it was accidental that Uncle Ji suddenly "woke up" in the secret room. He thought it was probably the same reason.
Of course, this matter only represents his personal speculation.
"Third Commander, damn don't...don't scare me!"
Jiao Qiu'er, who was already timid, heard Mao Sandao mention this, and his tongue began to tremble.
Seeing Jiao Qiu'er trembling with fear, Mao Sandao realized that it was inappropriate to say this at this time, and quickly explained: "I heard, I just heard."
Perhaps in order to cover up his inner fear, Jiao Qiu'er raised his voice and echoed loudly: "Oh! So I heard about it! I...I mean, how could such a thing happen? It's impossible, it's completely impossible!"
He said it calmly, but Jiao Qiu'er's eyes still glanced in the direction of his grandfather's coffin from time to time, and his nervousness kept breaking.
He leaned over to Mao Sandao and confirmed again with a suspicious look on his face: "Are you sure...are you okay?"
Mao Sandao stared at his grandfather's coffin and observed it for a while. He really didn't see any clues. He breathed a sigh of relief but still replied a little unconfidently: "It should be... fine."
Even so, Jiao Qiu'er still heard a hint of guilty conscience from the words in Mao Sandao's answer. He didn't dare to sit down and always stood to one side, not daring to put down the chair in his hand.
Mao Sandao pulled him and mocked: "Oh, look at you, it's okay. You are so fat, how can you be as courageous as a sesame seed? Aren't you tired of standing? Sit down."
"I'll trust you for now." Jiao Qiu'er hesitated for a while, then put the chair on the ground uneasily and sat next to Mao Sandao.
Click... click...!
Before the chair was warmed, Grandpa's coffin made a sound, like the friction sound caused by someone inside pushing the lid of the coffin.
In the quiet night, the voice was particularly clear, and the two of them heard it clearly.
Mao Sandao and Jiao Qiu'er jumped up from their chairs almost at the same time.
Jiao Qiu'er was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his body functions almost went crazy, his lips turned white, and he shouted: "Mao Sandao, I trust you!"
Although Mao Sandao was more courageous than Jiao Qiu'er, and he had also experienced the secret room incident, but when he suddenly encountered such a thing, especially at night, his heart suddenly pounded.
"You stay here, I'll go take a look."
Mao Sandao confessed and walked toward his grandfather's coffin as if walking on thin ice.
He felt that even if it was really a corpse fraud, no matter how bad his grandfather was, he would not hurt his only grandson.
"Third Commander, don't go, it's dangerous... it's dangerous, come back quickly!"
When Jiao Qiu'er was about to grab Mao Sandao, Mao Sandao had already taken several steps.
Mao Sandao stared at his grandfather's coffin, approaching step by step.
A few steps left!
There are only a few steps left to reach the coffin!
Mao Sandao's heart was raised in his throat, and his steps subconsciously slowed down.
Although he had prepared himself mentally, when he walked in and took a closer look at the coffin, he still broke out in cold sweat on his back.
Grandpa's coffin lid has been removed a crack!
Grandpa, I am Sandao...
I am your grandson...
Please don't hurt us...
Mao Sandao kept thinking silently in his heart.
He hoped that his grandfather would really care about the relationship between his grandparents and grandchildren as he thought, and would not do "excessive" behavior.
Suddenly, Mao Sandao staggered backward and almost fell!
He saw a white hand slowly coming out of the gap!
